black box
with a lock

thrown at the bottom of a lake

tell me where my soul lays

If this is love
I hate you
If this is hate
I love you

I want to be a ghost
I cursed my shadow

I want to whisper in your ear
feel you shiver

I want to be a ghost

knock on locked
closed doors

on open windows

If this is hate
I love you so
If this is love
I hate you so

Where's my soul

locked
in a
black box

Better to have the darkness contained
overflowing
would make a mess

I love you
I hate you

I don't want to scare you off
but
I've sold my soul
to a high class demon

I asked
for flowers
that live forever
a sky of rain that stays forever
the moon must shine at daytime
the sun will live at nighttime
I asked
to be invisible

feathers
dripping white blood

have I lost everything about myself
have I gained everything I wanted to be